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Eh… I got bored, haha. Lame excuse, I know.

Mm, true. So you're replacing boring Spanish with even more boring Math? Really?

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Ah, just asking, haha. I just want to know ‘cause I might want to stop taking Spanish class.

Oh? Why? Language classes are fun!

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Thank you! Oh, random question: Are you in any foreign language classes?

Not this year, but I think I'll be taking on French soon. Why do you ask?

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I don’t know really. Maybe I’ll take advanced maths and join a club or two, haha!

Huh. I've never been all that good with math myself. Good luck!

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Nothing much, haha. Just planning my summer term classes.

Ah crap! I haven't actually started on planning that. What are you planning on taking?

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…I feel hurt. He promised not to imitate me!

Huh. Well, he doesn't really keep promises. Ah well, I don't think there's a feasible way for you to tell your hurt to him, since you are the same person and all. But anyway! What's up?

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Absolutely! Why? Did The Cardinal trouble you or something?

Nah. It's just... the last time he told me he was you... well, he wasn't.

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Hello! Lovely evening, yeah? I’m Abel, by the way!

It is! Nice to meet you, Abel! Okay, here's a weird question, but are you really really sure you're Abel right now?

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...Heeeeey.

I've been ridiculously busy having a life, but it's the weekend! Yeah! Hey guys. 

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"That's brilliant! Thanks, you two. Hopefully someone attends, though," Mr. Young grumbles the last sentence before walking back to the faculty. Bryce stares on for a moment before coming back down to earth. "You're a junior, right?" she asks, not expecting an answer to the stupid question.

"But anyway, I think helping out a teacher counts as touring you. You have to meet someone in, like, an hour, right?" she asks, tempted to drag him out of the building again but thinking against it. Save it for later, Miller. She thinks, a smirk growing on her face as she walks to the exit.

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Eh? He thought. “But-” He said, but was rudely cut off. I’m a junior. Aren’t I? Whatever. He listened intently to both of them. Spread the word? Like, physically? God, that would be exhausting. The Cardinal pulled out his phone and began typing down a message. “Would it be okay if I sent a mass text message to everyone right now?” He asked, still typing down his message. “Oh, I’ll make sure I’ll tell everyone else that’s not in my contacts. So you don’t have to worry, yeah?” He looked up from his phone and looked at both Bryce and Mr. Young, his finger hovering over the ‘send’ button.

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"The most interesting...?" the girl parrots. "Well, depends on what you mean by 'film'. There's vlogging, there's serious filming, and there's recording anything just for the heck of it - I do all of the above. Oh! Speaking of," she remembers that she always always carries her Flip Cam with her, the life saver. "Say hi to the audiences at home!" she teases as she records.

Whilst the camera still rolls, she answers the questions. "For vlogging, I've had to record one of my friends backflipping into a pool in stereotypical rap/hip-hop gear. He didn't pull it off, but he also didn't choke to death, so that's great," she puts up a finger. "Then for serious filming, I've had to film inside a restaurant whose patrons were butt naked. Needless to say, that was never published," she shudders at the memory. "And finally, I recorded something whilst we were high. Best ever."

Bryce remembers the last of the examples and has to chuckle a bit. "Only happened once, though," she turns the camera around to her and makes a face before returning it to Carrie. "Weirdest dream?"

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The man adjusts his glasses before walking towards them, a stack of papers in his hand. "...Damn," Mr. Young curses. "You aren't juniors, aren't you?"

Bryce shakes her head. "We'd still be happy to help with whatever it is you're working on, though!" she says with a smile, in case Abel doesn't cooperate. She'll have to be cheerful enough for the both of them, she supposes.

"Oh, that's great!" he smiles. "See, there's two extra lectures over the weekend, I invited a few of my author friends over. Between you and me, kids here don't get educated in writing well enough," he stage whispers, shaking the stack of papers for emphasis. "Spread the word, 'cause it's for more than just my students, would that be okay?"

The blonde nods excitedly. Meeting authors, exciting! "Of course, Mr. Young," she gives Abel a pointed look afterwards.

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He rolled his eyes at her air quotations. “Says the one who offered the tour in the first place.” I could’ve gone around the school unattended. At the sound of foreign footsteps that were not their own, The Cardinal immediately set his mind into defensive mode and slowly turned around. He lets out a sigh of relief when it was just a teacher.

“Mr. Young!” He completed her sentence. “It’s nice meeting you here!” Bleh. “And yeah, sure! What is it that you need?”

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As I've said before, I'm not a diary type of person. Like any sane person, I make mixtapes. - BLM

abel all this and heaven too florence and the machine → "i would give it all if only for a moment that i could just understand the meaning of what you see"

adelaide papa vanessa carlton → "you warm me up with your so sweet demise"

amethyst harbour vienna teng → "no matter the distance, i'm holding your hand"

bryce against the grain hudson → "and i know that there's no direction home, it's right here where all the wild things grow"

chiara new coats and new hats matt nathanson → "you stand outside and watch the clouds go by in the same clothes that i met you in"

colin build god, then we'll talk panic! at the disco → "at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains, and a few more of your least favourite things"

carrie it's time imagine dragons → "the path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell, right to the top"

josiah barton hollow the civil wars → "miles and miles in my bare feet, still can't lay me down to sleep"

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"My parents had shots before deciding to do it. I wasn't allowed near them until their were either trained or I was old enough to get shots," Bryce has two fingers up to signify the two scenarios. "Unfortunately, they only started becoming tame to both owners and strangers when I was nine, so shots was the way to go."

The blonde grinned at the blush dusting the other girl's cheeks. She does love seeing other people blush. "Man, sleeping late isn't even a guilty pleasure for me anymore, I got used to sleeping at two in the morning," she shakes her head at the memory of the first time she did that. Dead on my feet the morning after. "Your turn to ask," she reminds Carrie.

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She shrugs. "A girl can dream, right?" At his next question, she sighs again. "The only reason why I'm actually with you right now. Touring you," she says the latter words with air quotes. "Or something." A door opens from the hall, the loud squeaking noise echoing in the empty corridor.

"Oh, students!" a teacher says brightly. Bryce turns around to face the man. "Can I ask a favour of you two?" She tilts her head, unfamiliar with the teacher.

"Um... sure! Mr...?"

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“Psh.” He scoffed. “For all I know, the library is full of books and CDs. I doubt that it has any ‘secret passages’ or something of the sort. Thompson High isn’t some sort secret research facility or any type of building that even requires a secret passage.” He said as he follows her into the building. He’s starting to sound a lot less like Abel and more like The Cardinal, himself. He didn’t care, as long as he takes his mind away from the vile comments girl said about him. “What do you need to do in this building anyway?”

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"This is turning out less and less a tour and more a 'Bryce's to do list around campus'," she bites back the additional 'besides you, of course', because the poor boy's going to turn into a tomato if he turns any redder. "The library's here," she observes quietly. "It's an interesting place. Have you been?" she asks a little louder. "Who knows? There might be some sort of secret passageway... hidden in the books," she raises an eyebrow and walks into the building.

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He would catch up, he would love to. But catching up means that he wouldn’t know where to go, and risk having direct eye contact with girl. The Cardinal doesn’t want either, especially not the latter one. No way he would make eye contact with the girl that could easily make him red. “Thompson High has secrets?” He asked. Reaching the Lit building, he steadied his breath, the lollipop in his mouth finished halfway. Goddammit. “So,” He stretched his arms. “Which floor are we going to now?”

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"Nah," Bryce shakes her head. "Just tired. And somewhat beautiful? You better make that drop-dead gorgeous, hun!" Her face is adamant for a few seconds before breaking down in a fit of giggles. "I'm just kidding," she says in between them.

"Aw! He sounds cute already," she coos. "I've never actually seen a bred dog before, though. My family takes care of dogs from the street, as dangerous as that sounds," she puts her hands around the bottom rim of the cup, to keep them from shaking. "And yeah, a little bit. I've been here for two years, and that's a lot of time to waste running around and stuff. It's pretty cool. What are your guiltiest pleasures?" She asks with a grin.

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